The Adorable Stalkers

Although I’ve landed many-a-new target in Hayes Valley, I wouldn’t really qualify the quaint San Francisco neighborhood as “teeming with cute boys.” It just so happens I find myself there most often and sooner or later, statistically, I am bound to come across  someone interesting.  Today, my little path crossed with Mr. Mercury, fondly named after a welcomed new cafe in the ‘hood.  He was quietly typing away on his laptop, sending a glance here and there and generally giving off a good vibe. In fact, I think he was begging for a hello. Did I say hello? Of course not, who do you think I am? That was his job.